A day of rest in San remo

I did no sightseeing and no candle-chasing today.

I spent a lot of time working out how I will change the pattern I have bought for the shetland wool I bought, experimenting with the wool and some other wool I have with me to make beanies for Wendy's hospital trolley.  I learnt a new patience game  -two pack Algerian patience. I read my book, a detective story set in Florence. I went out for my morning coffee. I went out for lunch, but not to the usual, I didnot feel like making the effort to talk to people.  I went out for a gelato, stroll along the waterfront and to buy something for dinner. Along the waterfront I wandered past the fishing boats and watched a huge millionaires boat being reversed into the tiniest space between 2 other slightly less huge boats. At one point I could see a lookout and 2 crew one side and 3 crew the other all holding large padding bollardy things over the side of the boat as the skipper sort of pushed his way in. I could see the boat on one side moving a bit. I was tempted to wait and see who came off the boat, but I had finished my gelato and there was no one else around, so I thought not. On my way home I saw in the distance the lady who runs my usual lunch restaurant. I was thinking up an excuse if she asked me where was I at lunchtime.  Luckily she only recognised me as she reached me and only had time to say  good evening.   She was dressed for church or a smart dinner out, I was in my skirt, the same skirt I have worn every day for the past 18 days, excluding 3 travelling days. Luckily it easily dries overnight.